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NFE 2015 Wrap-Up

Looks like we've reached the end of another awesome NFE! I've been super slow going through everything this year so there are still lots of fics for me to read (hurrah) but since author reveals have happened I figure it's time to post some links!

First: I was lucky and got two stories this year, both of them awesome!

Starbrow wrote me a wonderful SCAU, in which the Entwives come to Narnia to meet Jill, and everything is wonderfully wistful!
to pluck up that which is planted
Characters: Jill Pole, Eustace Scrubb, Rilian, Entwives, Aslan
Tags: Jill Pole/Eustace Scrubb, SCAU, Everybody Lives Nobody Dies, Aslan is a jerk but only kind of a jerk, So is Iluvatar tbh
Summary: Narnian welcomes its visitors from Earth and Middle-earth alike, but being allowed to stay there? That's a different story. Jill doesn't take it so easily as the Pevensies. (Because she's Jill.)

And Rthstewart wrote me a madness story, also featuring Jill and Eustace but this time with kids of their own (and also the in-laws)
The Blue Door Cottage
Characters: Jill Pole, Eustace Scrubb, Alberta Scrubb, Harold Scrubb
Tags: Jill Pole/Eustace Scrubb, Magic, Alternate Universe -- Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe -- Everybody Lives Nobody Dies, SCAU

Both of these stories are so so lovely and magical and absolutely perfect. Everyone should go read them immediately. Thank you to both Starbrow and Rthstewart <3

Second: The fic that I wrote!

Oathkeeper for Cofax
Warning: Character death, violence
Characters: Lucy Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Aravis
Tags: Alternate Universe -- Canon Divergence, dark, LWW
Summary: She is the Sun: fierce and bright, glorious and intense, unforgiving and everlasting.

I was able to tie two of Cofax's prompts into this one: dark Lucy and awesome Aravis, and I had so much fun doing it. Dark AUs are my favourite.

I also created an instrumental mix while working on this, if you're interested:


Listen here on 8tracks or view the tracklist on tumblr.

I also had so much fun writing Edmund Wandbreaker that I started writing a sort of companion story. We'll see if that goes anywhere or not. I'm actually toying with the idea of un-AU-ing it, and just making it a story about Edmund the Just off on some adventure where he runs into a poet. We shall see.

In the meantime, have a scene:

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Black wings flashed in the sky overhead, briefly cutting across the golden circle of the blazing sun before dipping lower towards the oasis. The air was hot and dry with nary a breeze save that created by the bird’s back-winging as he settled onto a wooden perch erected beside the only tent at the waterside. He used his beak to settle his feathers for several minutes before squawking loudly.

A grumbling arose from within the tent, and a tousled head appeared between the folds of fabric. “Oh,” huffed the man unhappily, “You’re back.”

“And you have not moved,” observed the crow.

“I’ll have you know that I have done plenty of moving,” the man retorted, emerging further from the tent. He wore only a pair of linen trousers, which was not unusual considering the heat of his environment. The woman who followed him out was in a similar state of undress.

“Hello, Sallowpad,” she nodded, biting into a piece of fruit. “Don’t mind Edmund. He’s just grumpy that you woke him up.”

“It’s midday,” said Sallowpad.

“Well, we didn’t exactly spend the night sleeping,” said the woman, crossing to the waterside.

The oasis’s water source was little more than a small pool bubbling in the midst of endless sand, though the moisture was enough to sustain a handful of desert flora. It was far enough off the usual trade route that travellers rarely came to this spot; Sallowpad had led his companions to the site after several nights of tired trekking across the Great Desert.

Edmund squinted up at the sky to judge the time for himself before squatting in the slim shade afforded by their tent. “Well? See anything useful?”

“There is a caravan far to the south-east of us,” said the bird, “It will take you and Kesalavir the rest of the day and most of the night to intercept them. I suggest you begin packing.”

“Or we could stay here another few days and see if anyone passes closer to us.”

“Edmund,” scolded Kesalavir, returning to the tent. “We’re almost out of food. We need to go.”

He rolled his eyes but conceded that he would prefer they didn’t run out of food, despite the other perks to be found at the oasis. Kesalavir patted his head fondly and then dropped down to lounge in the sand at his side, no matter that she had just argued they leave sooner than later.

“I thought up a beginning for your lay,” she told him, and recited into the sky:

His face is fair, his hair is dark,
Upon his skin he wears the mark
Of battles won and quests embarked.
He’s undefeated to this day:
The Wandbreaker


“Wonderful,” said Edmund flatly. “Now everyone can know the misfortunes of my life.”

“Hush. You are a hero and you deserve to have stories told about you. By the time I am done, everyone in Calormen will have heard the name of Edmund Wandbreaker.”

“Wandbreaker,” he argued, “is a ridiculous name.”

“And which of us here is the poet?”

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rthstewart
Sep. 7th, 2015 11:52 pm (UTC)
You wrote an amazing story and I'm loving what you are doing with Edmund Wandbreaker. And gosh, it's all steamy and sexy too. You could give us more you know.
autumnia
Sep. 8th, 2015 01:24 pm (UTC)
LOL, this could work well as a regular Edmund piece if you do decide to un-AU it. Poor Ed.. that Wandbreaker name will surely stick.
heliopausa
Sep. 9th, 2015 01:34 am (UTC)
:) I really like how you describe Sallowpad's movements - he really comes alive! (He's a raven, though, not a crow!) Kesalavir is a great name; I look forward to hearing more about her.
and Edmund's wrong! Wandbreaker is an excellent cognomen. :)
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